Mom: Yes. He was telling somebody he had a blog. It was called Buzzsomething but he couldn't get it to come up on the computer. Buzz ... He was from out of town. There were about twelve people from out of town. They came from New York to make calls. I thought that was nice of them, don't you?

Me: Absolutely. So what was this guy's name?

Mom: Buzz. I think you met him when you went to that blogger thing in New York ...

Me: Elayne? Scott? Lawyers, Guns and Money? Talking Dog. I can only think of Buzzflash, but I never met anyone associated with that blog.

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The thing is that I don't know if this means that blogs are about to break huge or not. Usually my mom is just ahead of the curve. When she discovers something, it's only a matter of months before it's everywhere. She knows a lot more about blogging than the average cat, because she's my mom so that may throw off the curve a little bit.

Now all I know is that I must meet the Buzzflash guy. Apparently he's very nice.

Bang for the Buck: Boosting the American Economy

Compassionate Conservatism in Action

Molly

"We are the deciders. And every single day, every single one of us needs to step outside and take some action to help stop this war."

Zinn

"[O]ur time, our energy, should be spent in educating, agitating, organizing our fellow citizens in the workplace, in the neighborhood, in the schools. Our objective should be to build, painstakingly, patiently but energetically, a movement that, when it reaches a certain critical mass, would shake whoever is in the White House, in Congress, into changing national policy on matters of war and social justice."

Bono

"True religion will not let us fall asleep in the comfort of our freedom. Love thy neighbor is not a piece of advice, it's a command. ...

God, my friends, is with the poor and God is with us, if we are with them. This is not a burden, this is an adventure."

The Reverend Al Sharpton

Ray wasn't singing about what he knew, 'cause Ray had been blind since he was a child. He hadn't seen many purple mountains. He hadn't seen many fruited plains. He was singing about what he believed to be.

Mr. President, we love America, not because of all of us have seen the beauty all the time.

But we believed if we kept on working, if we kept on marching, if we kept on voting, if we kept on believing, we would make America beautiful for everybody.

Marx

''With adequate profit, capital is very bold. A certain 10 percent will ensure its employment anywhere; 20 percent will produce eagerness, 50 percent positive audacity; 100 percent will make it ready to trample on all human laws; 300 percent, and there is not a crime which it will not scruple, nor a risk it will not run, even to the chance of its owner being hanged.''